Wednesday, 16 May 2012

When you show your face Rumi

When you show your face 
even the stones begin to dance with joy. 

When you lift your veil 
the wise ones lose themselves in awe. 

The reflection of your face turns the water
into a golden shimmer
and softens even the fire into a tender glow.

When I see your face,
the Moon and the few floating stars around it
lose their glory.

The Moon is far too old and dim
to be compared with a mirror.

Your breath touched my soul and
I saw beyond all limits.

In your presence Mars,
the god of war sits peacefully
by the side of Venus.

Translated by Azima Melita Kolin
and Maryam Mafi
Rumi: Hidden Music
HarperCollins Publishers Ltd, 2001

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